Fat Joe's in Town (Explicit) 歌詞
Fat Joe's in Town - Fat Joe (肥仔喬)
Written by：Fat Joe/L.E.S.
Yeah
The fat gangsta
Here comes the n**ga from the east
Who just been crowned for most hated by police
The public enemy rapper at large
Who's known throughout the industry for pullin n**gaz cards
You know the situation zulu nation
Never forget the bronx because the bronx the foundation
Fat joe aka joey crack
N**gaz be like he's fat
B**ches be like he's all that
Motherf**kers know my rep I never fronted
N**gaz be talking mad sh*t but they don't want it
It's the realer mc the ** dealer mc
If a n**ga fake jax I'm gonna kill a mc
Yeah you can't handle the truth
F**k around and get thrown off the project roof
Mad lives have been lost and forgotten
N**gaz better watch they back the big apple's gone rotten
Microphone check one two one two
Shouts to the east and the west coast crew
Whatever you do keep this hiphop sh*t true
That's all I ask of you
When I step in the jam all eyes are on me
Sold out crowds with curiosity
Everybody wants to know could the man still flip it
Microphone gifted
Unrealistic com'in with the bomb bass
For the underground heads
Flex got the most serge got the landspread
Keeping sh*t real n**gaz know the deal
Just through trial and com'in down on appeal
Microphone joe I own it
B**ches wanna bone it
Blowing out the tweeters in your musical component
It's your man fat joe oh is that so
You remember me from you know ya got to flow
One time for your mind off the top of a dome
Never leave for home without the motherf**king chrome
Word to tone
Big daddy I know he's chilling
Peace to all the villains out of state making millions cause
Ah
Microphone check one two one two
Shouts to the east and the west coast crew
Whatever you do keep this hiphop sh*t true
That's all I ask of you
Microphone check one two one two
Shouts to the east and the west coast crew
Whatever you do keep this hiphop sh*t true
That's all I ask of you
From the bronx to queensbridge on back to redhook
Never lost a gram on any eighth that I cooked
Fat joe army fatigue and black chuckers
Hardcore lyrics to all my real motherf**kers
I'm trying to see cream in the millions retire
And go play golf with russell simmons
That's the type of mission that I'm on
Aiyyo my word is bond
I keep a army just as deep as farrakhan
You can't deal with the man
Who be holding down the fort with the gauge in his hand
I know you love the way
I grab the mic and spark it
You hookers'll never get your hands
Inside my pockets
Microphone check one two one two
Shouts to the east and the west coast crew
Whatever you do keep this hiphop sh*t true
That's all I ask of you
Microphone check one two one two
Shouts to the east and the west coast crew
Whatever you do keep this hiphop sh*t true
That's all I ask of you
Everybody
Ev ev ev ev everybody
Every every
Everybody knows fat
Fat fat fat
Fat fat fat
Joe's in town